As soon as the 291 magic knife comes out, who will compete

The thirteenth branch hall of the shrine.

In the sect master's palace, Wen Shu was sleeping quietly. The poison in her body had subsided, but a terrifying aura appeared in her body, which made people dare not touch it.

Her whole body seemed to be wrapped in black gas, and the mist was steaming, fermenting and brewing people, and there was no doubt that if she was allowed to go down, she would be completely immersed in the terrible poisonous gas.

"When will Miss Three wake up?"

Xie Xiaoji asked Ximen Ruohan, the people here, except for Wen Shu, Ximen Ruohan is the most proficient in the art of Qihuang.

Ximen Ruohan shook his head, "It's up to her." ”

What she meant by herself was that she might wake up or she might never wake up again. As long as the poison in her body is in her body for a day, she will not be able to get rid of the pain of purgatory in her body. This is also due to Wen Shu's unique physique of cultivating and refining medicine since he was a child, otherwise no matter who it is, if there are these poisons in his body, he would have been sick a long time ago.

Mo Xiaoxian's body is different from ordinary people, she bathes in the medicine pool all year round, and studies various poisons and poisons, so that her body has a great resistance to poisons. No matter how powerful the poison is, in her body, it will become sluggish, and the power of the medicine will be greatly reduced. Because of this, she was able to sleep peacefully instead of dying immediately under the erosion of the drug.

"Is there anything I can do to help her wake up?" She can't wake up on her own, maybe they can do something about it.

"Use poison."

Let Wen Shu's body be stimulated by the poison again, and the poison enters the body and interacts with the poison in the body, in this case, it is impossible for her not to wake up.

It's just that it's too risky to do so. It may not be what Wen Shu can afford now.

Tong Qiuyu learned of her daughter's situation and ran over in a panic.

Admiralty knew she was uncomfortable. But it was too dangerous to approach Miss Wen at this moment. Miss Wen has become like this, and he can't let Miss Wen's mother be hurt anymore.

"What the hell is going on with this qiē. My good Shu'er-" Tong Qiuyu didn't understand, her Shu'er was still fine when she left, how could she come back like this. When Feng Neng told her about her book's situation, she still couldn't believe it. But seeing her daughter lying motionless on the bed, she couldn't help but believe it.

"Fourth Madam, there are some questions we want to ask you." It's time to clarify the doubts that are in the minds of all of them.

If they don't figure out everything, even if they want to help Miss Wen San, they can't do it.

And Xie Xiaoji. It's impossible to watch your friends die like this. What's more, before Miss Wen San fell into a coma, she desperately tried her last trace of consciousness to stop Jin Zhonglou from doing this. The third lady, like them, is not allowed to see such a tragedy happen.

In the Sect Master's Palace, several people sat around the table. In front of everyone, a cup of hot tea is placed.

It's a long story, and it's bound to be a heartbreaking one. Tong Qiuyu's face was not dry, he took out a silk handkerchief and wiped his tears. She told them what she knew and what she had guessed in the past few days, without reservation.

She knew that these were the only people who could help Shu'er now.

"Does the fourth lady know Wen Ershao's true identity?"

"What's the matter?" Tong Qiuyu was stunned. She originally thought that these people were just going to ask Shu'er, but she didn't expect that the first thing they asked was Ting'er.

It was none other than the man with the mustache. What have you already guessed?

"It seems that the fourth lady still doesn't know why the third lady has become like this today. It is the bureau set up by Wen Ershao. ”

"This is impossible, how could Ting'er harm Shu'er?" Tong Qiuyu didn't believe it. Intuitively, she turned her gaze to the person she trusted the most, the Admiralty Tower.

"It's true." There was indescribable sadness on the face of the Admiralty Tower. "Wen Ershao put big red seeds, chicken blood vines, blood ginseng, raspberries and snake mold on several incense masters, and used the sound of the piano as bait to induce Miss Wen's poison to attack early."

Every time Jin Zhonglou said a word, Tong Qiuyu's face became solemn, his lips were clenched, and he was terribly pale.

"Wen Ershao is completely here for Miss Three, there is no doubt that he wants Miss Three's life."

Xie Xiaoji made a final decision, as if knocking on Tong Qiuyu's heart, and also shattered her illusions about Wen Ting.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that Ting'er would attack Shu'er one day." Tong Qiuyu's shoulders were trembling, this fact was too cruel for her, especially for Shu'er.

"Because Wen Ting is the second brother of the third lady?"

"Of course not." Tong Qiuyu shook his head, "You also know that in a big family in Zhumen, there is no family affection at all. Not to mention that Shu'er was born to me and Shu'er's father, and she has no blood relationship with Ting'er. ”

"Why is that lady so unbelievable?"

Thanks to Xiaoji, he doesn't need others to speak at all, because he will always ask all the questions that should be asked, and he can ask the point every time.

"You are all promising young people in the rivers and lakes, and you must be familiar with the name Wu Zhen." Tong Qiuyu has decided to say a qiē.

Wen Ting's secrets, she had originally decided to rot them in her stomach forever. But now, there is no need for this.

Ting'er, he finally couldn't forget his hatred, and embarked on a road of no return-

"Wu Zhen Demon Knife?" Jin Zhonglou was stunned, and Ximen Ruohan's hand holding the sword was also clenched suddenly.

Of course, they are not unfamiliar with this name, and not long ago, the Admiralty Tower also told Wen Shu about the legend of Wu Zhi's sharpening of knives.

"Wu Qian's magic knife has disappeared in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, and Madame mentioned Wu Qian, could it be that Wen Ting's life experience is related to Wu Qian's knife sharpening?"

Tong Qiuyu nodded, "That was really a long, long time ago, if you hadn't taken the initiative to mention it today, I'm afraid I would have forgotten about it." ”

"Wen Ting and Wu Qian, what is the relationship?"

"Ting'er is the only descendant of Wu Zhen's magic knife."

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, and they all seem to be a little confused. No one spoke much, and Tong Qiuyu told the story.

Wu Zhen Demon Knife is not a person, but a knife technique. It is rumored that when this kind of knife is practiced, the world will cry ghosts and gods, and there will be no opponent in the world. Wu Zhen founded this knife technique, and has been dominant in the rivers and lakes for 20 years, and has never been invincible. He was warlike by nature, arrogant and aloof, and never asked for anything in his life, because in the eyes of the strong, he only accepted those whose abilities were comparable to his.

Wu Zhen lived arrogantly and arbitrarily, coupled with his withdrawn temperament, which offended many people. He is merciless when he uses his sword, and if the other party uses weapons against him, there is only one way to die. But at that time, the whole rivers and lakes had no way to take him. Some people hate him so much that their teeth itch, and they are afraid of his magic knife, and they dare not fight him openly.

But for some reason, one night, Wu Zhen suddenly disappeared. Some people say that Wu Zhen died in a duel, because the magic knife was moved and could no longer swing the devastating sword, so he died. Some people also say that Wu Zhen is tired of the life in the rivers and lakes, and returns to seclusion with beauty, and no longer asks about the affairs of the rivers and lakes. Time is like passing water, and the legend of Wu Zhen's magic knife is slowly forgotten in the rivers and lakes——"

"Huh! This is nothing but a deception to the Hereafter. How Wu Zhen died, no one knows better than those martial arts righteous paths. ”

"Madame is saying that Wu Zhen died at the hands of the righteous path of martial arts?" Although not all the righteous things in the martial arts are righteous, but like this kind of thing, Xie Xiaoji still can't believe that they will really do it.

"I know you don't believe it, no one will." There are sanctimonious people in this world, but it is undeniable that there are also many good people and true chivalrous people. As long as these people are still there, no matter how bloody the martial arts are, there is still a pure land.

"If you knew what the martial arts were like back then, it wouldn't be so strange. Wu Zhen Demon Sword is the best in the martial arts, and the family is dominant, and no one can compete with it in the rivers and lakes. Wu Zhen is not a humble and self-controlled stubble, and the contradictions are naturally becoming more and more intense. ”

“……”

"The rivers and lakes of the past twenty years have been shrouded in the shadow of the magic sword, making many martial arts people unable to raise their heads. Even the martial arts' Taishan Beidou Shaolin and Wudang are a little bleak in the face of the power of the magic sword to destroy the world. ”

In the minds of several people, a proud swordsman stood on the sky, looking down on all living beings, and no one dared to compete with him under the dim sunset.

"Over time, the entire martial arts has moved to get rid of Wu Qian's heart." Tong Qiuyu's face had a hint of contempt, "Because Wu Zhen lives for a day, they will never be able to hold their heads high, and they will always be pressed by others." If you are unlucky, you will die at any time if you hit Wu Zhi's knife edge. ”

"Is there really such a thing?" Xie Xiaoji was stunned, the things of a hundred years ago were not far away, they had also heard of the rivers and lakes of that era, and knew the magic of the magic knife. Now they know that what they know is only the tip of the iceberg. There are too many memories that have disappeared in the torrent of years, no, it should be said that they have been sealed by the dust of the entire rivers and lakes.

Such things are destined not to see the light of day, because they will not see the light. Once it spreads, the so-called martial arts faction will lose face.

"This is really a sad thing, a person is so strong that the whole rivers and lakes calculate him, and under the guise of doing justice for heaven and justice, he does villain injustice. I'm afraid that in another 100 or 200 years, this kind of thing will not happen again. ”

"Then what method did they use to make Wu Zhen disappear from the rivers and lakes?" A person like Wu Zhen may backfire on the surface. The magic knife is out, the rivers and lakes change color, who wants to use their own blood to blunt his magic knife? What's more, if there is such a shocking battle in the martial arts, it is not that you can hide it if you want to. Nothing after that will probably happen.

"Of course, they didn't dare to find Wu Zhen, and after trying their best and calculating everything, they found the dawn of removing Wu Zhen - they found Wu Zhen's wife and children."

"......" (To be continued......)